Because I have an eight year old daughter, from time to time I find myself no longer in complete control of my own music choices. And that’s the story I’m sticking to as for why I was listening to Taylor Swift’s latest earworm, 22, a week or so ago. At the same time, the Puddinette … Continue reading 42: A word of caution for Taylor Swift
Three years. 36 months. 1096 Days. That's how long it's been since I finally returned to the blog I began in 2002 and mostly ignored until 2010. That's how long it's been since I decided that I was going to either prove I could be a writer, or I was going to shut the hell … Continue reading Three years ago today, I went a little crazy. And I think I rather like it
One day last week, as I was driving home from work and contemplating my query letter for Famine – you know, wondering again if a tweak here or there wouldn't give it a little extra punch, like you do – my car radio assaulted me with a terrifying song. You know the one, right? It … Continue reading Humor for the query-worn soul: Rep Me Maybe?